"Do you have the face to fight back?" The daughter king was also thrown rotten eggs, and she rolled her eyes with the stench of the sky.

"Forget it, let's get out of the shell!" The daughter of the king was sad.

Bajie heard the spirit: "This is a good way!" It can not only satisfy the strong will of the people, but also allow us to avoid the disaster of no reason! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he conjured a shell and took off and ran away.

The daughter king did not want to continue to be beaten passively, although it didn't hurt, but it stinked, she also left a fake body and flew up to the sky by herself, sitting in the clouds, holding her cheeks, and looking down:

"Won't you two come up?"

Wujing looked at the mess all over his body, sighed, took the initiative to meet a flying kitchen knife with his head, and flew up.

Bajie looked at the head that was almost cut in half by a kitchen knife, and laughed: "It's better for you!" Die first and come up later! Wonderful! ”

When the daughter king saw this, he felt that he couldn't let the fake body stand there for a long time, in case he couldn't fight to death, wouldn't this tire the people?

Thinking of this, she cast a spell to move the shell below, and while maintaining the pain on her face, she cooperated with the hammer, scissors, and axe thrown at her, and after several wounds in her body, she fell to the ground.

Bajie is not so kind-hearted, although he wants to satisfy the people's desire to kill, but he will not really do it.

With a movement of his little finger, the black pig suddenly moved, snorted and crashed through the crowd, trampled through many houses, crashed into the city walls, and ran out of the city, and for a long time he could hear the sound of the sky thumping on the ground.

The people were stunned, they were going to kill the monk, but the handsome men and women who walked with the monk were all killed by themselves, and the priceless black pig also ran away.

At that time, the damned monk stood still in place.

"Folks, this has come to this, this monk must be killed! Why can't he hurt him for half a day, it means that he has a demon law, but he can't let it escape and harm the people again! ”

There were people chanting, agitating people.

In fact, there is no need, some people are agitated, and the people have no intention of stopping, and all kinds of throwing weapons, such as stones, slabs, bricks, hammers and sickles, still keep greeting Sanzang.

At first, Sanzang also ran the Dharma to resist. Gradually, he gave up his resistance, after all, these mortal things could not hurt him, and he restrained his spells, letting the bricks hit his head, bleeding, and letting the sickle fly into his body.

Later, another group of soldiers, each with a bow and arrow, formed a semicircle and shot towards Sanzang.

Whoosh ......

Dozens of sharp arrows flew away, easily penetrating Sanzang's skin, some penetrating his arms, some burying deep into his chest, and one directly into his eyes.

Sanzang still didn't move.

Seeing that Sanzang was still standing, the soldiers shot another round, nearly 100 arrows, turning Tang Sanzang into a hedgehog. Red blood poured from his body, all over the ground.

The daughter king pouted in the air, "This fool has restrained his mana and suffered these pains in vain, how can these ignorant people be so well influenced?" ”

Bajie said: "I think so, it's better to make tens of thousands of monks, let them die, let them kill until they feel guilty in their hearts, and then come out to temper him!" ”

Wujing shook his head when he heard this: "You're not trying to temper them, you're cultivating a group of demons!" I feel that the master is just letting them know that they are not capable of killing themselves, and that they have the ability to kill them, and that they should stand on the side of the absolute strong and preach to them! ”

When the daughter king heard this, he said: "Brother Yu, he will not preach, he will only show it, and then leave there and let the people understand for themselves!" ”

At this moment, Tang Sanzang on the ground moved, he stretched out his hand, clenched the arrow on his body, and slowly pulled it out of his flesh and blood.

His movements were rather unhurried, allowing all the people to see the flesh and blood from the arrows.

He stood there and pulled out more than 30 roots in a row before he spoke:

"The poor monks came from afar, and on the way they heard about the actions of the monks of Che Chiguo, are they really to the point where they have to die?

I've heard that sixty percent of the country's population eats at temples, and one to two percent eat outside temples, so aren't the monks feeding most of the country's population?

You could say that the monks occupied a large area of land, but they also solved the problem of eating for 7 to 8 adults in the country, to be precise, for free!

Should they be confiscated and enslaved just because they have more? Should all the monks in the world be arrested or even hunted? ”

This time he used the Dharma, and all the people could hear every word he said clearly.

Sanzang said as he pulled out his arrow, and continued, "If you don't believe in Buddhism, it doesn't matter, it's good that you believe in Taoism, but you can't breed evil thoughts all over your body just because you change your religion, and even bring out these evil thoughts to kill people you think are bad!"

Take 10,000 steps back and say, the monk of Che Chi Guo is guilty. But not all monks who have been ordained are guilty, only those monks who have committed sins are guilty, and I, as a monk who has just come to your country from the East, what is the sin?

Why did you get beaten to death by your group? ”

When the people heard this, they suddenly froze, yes, what is the crime of this monk?

Suddenly, a voice roared: "Don't listen to his nonsense, the monks are guilty, and even the Western Spirit Mountain is the source of evil, it is they who spread Buddhism and let the monks here rule our country!" ”

Sanzang pulled out a few sharp arrows and said to the speaker: "Youlao, the benefactor, tell me, what sins did the monk commit against you and this country?" ”

"They controlled the land, they took the money and it only rained a little ...

The man thought about it for a long time, and suddenly found that he didn't know what kind of damning crime the monk had committed, and they collected money to make it rain, and it seemed that the price was clearly marked!

Sanzang asked again: "When the monk was still alive before, what did you rely on to eat?" ”

The man replied, "I help the monks farm the land, and they pay me to eat!" ”

Sanzang asked, "What do you rely on to eat now?" ”

The man replied, "I am now working in the king's manor, and the king is in charge of the food!" ”

"The food is much better now than it used to be?"

"It's all the same, why are you asking this?"

Sanzang smiled and said, "Then why do you think that farming for a monk is different from farming for a king?" Farm the land for the monk, the monk should die, farm the land for the king, what about the king? ”

"Presumptuous!" When the soldier heard such a rebellious remark, he scolded sharply.

The people were stunned by the question, yes, we used to farm the land for the monks, work for the monks, take care of the rice in the temple, and the temple also took out gruel for free to feed the people who did not want to work.

Now, the wind and rain are good, more crops have grown in the land, more game has grown in the forest, and the king has driven away the monks, confiscated all the temples and land, and they still eat and dress the same as before, but instead of working for the monks to working for the king!

They did not get any benefit from the good weather and the increase in crops, but they changed owners.

The king also did not open a porridge shop like a monk.

What crime did the monk commit?

Sanzang said in a loud voice: "Buddhism may be guilty, but these monks are not guilty of capital crimes!" And should not be reduced to slavery! ”

(End of chapter)